Little Miss is screaming (for help(someone help her)) she’s buried herself in shit and she’s using all the wrong tools to dig herself out (of this hole down to hell(trapped in a box shaped like a body, there’s no where left to run)).

A razor in hand and a pen discarded on the floor, what is she to do handling this unfamiliar gear? Her ink has been her own blood before, but never like this (cutting herself to the quick just to see if she can find a release).

Little Miss doesn’t know what to do and the walls she’s enclosed in only echo her screams back (isn’t there anyone to hear her?).